Flair POV
My new husband had surprised me on more levels than one. I was humming under my breath as I entered the yoga studio, and Rachel raised an eyebrow, a smug look on her face. There was no time to talk to her as there was a class immediately to conduct and we were kept busy for most of the morning, before she was able to corner me, after the last class had ended. I looked at her knowingly, while she looked as though she was fit to burst. It must have been killing her to have to wait this long before she could get any information from me.
"Tell me," she said, as the class began to disperse, her voice dripping with eagerness "I want all the juicy details. Don't leave anything out," she said with glee "How was your night with Grayson? Did he call you frigid?" she scoffed, still peeve
